Split up, and create a diversion

They came up with a good, solid plan, and soon thereafter, Nicole slid into the water, the carbine slung over her back, and swam for the shore.
Lara would wait for five minutes, allowing Nicole to get into position, before executing her part of the plan, so therefore she took sometime to rummage through her back-pack, finding some suitable clothing.
It wasn’t easy, all those tops and shorts just didn’t feel sexy, but she managed to find her black string-bikini, and put it on.
She had earlier been rather displeased with it, as it felt as if the top was too small, the two rectangular patches of cloth being barely wide enough to cover her nipples, but now she loved that, just as she loved how the thong was nearly swallowed up into her labia.
She placed the gun in a holster that she had strapped to her right thigh, plus a combat knife strapped to her left, she finally tugged on a pair of her finger-less leather gloves.
Looking at the watch on the panel, she could see that the time was up, time to create a diversion!
She pulled the lever up to full speed, racing towards the mansion at a fastening pace.
Approaching it, she could clearly see how the guards had spotted her, and had run down to the water’s edge, guns beginning to crack as they tried to hit the boat.
Aiming it straight on a rock just a few feet offshore, she then slid overboard, hitting the water without notice, as the foam from the propeller covered her.
Below the surface, she began stroking her arms and legs within seconds, following the direction of the huge shape on the surface that the boat now constituted.
The guards began to lose nerve as the boat kept coming straight at them, when one of them suddenly twitched as a round hit him in the head.
The others spun around in time to face a hail of lead that tore into them, killing several more and scattering the others, who ran for safety inside the mansion’s thick walls.
As the gunfire came to a short lull, Lara reached the beach, pressing her curvy body against the wall of the boathouse, not far from where a guard had fallen, his Kalashnikov still clutched in his hand.
She spurted out from behind her cover, throwing herself next to the guard, stripped him off his gun and the bandolier slung across his chest, and then darted back behind the boathouse.
She was properly armed now, and fully prepared to **** the house.
Lara ran once again, her tits jiggling and her face stern as she ran straight towards an opened door.
A guard aimed a gun at her from a nearby window, but Lara cut him down as she ran, while another guard was shot by Nicole as he too tried to open up on Lara.
Entering the mansion with a somersault, Lara immediately spotted a nearby guard, who had seen her as well, but she cut him down, shooting off half a magazine at him.
Now began a deadly game of hide and seek, as the dozen guards or so left desperately tried to corner Lara, who didn’t feel like being cornered, but instead wrecked havoc on the guards.
After her rifle jammed, while fighting one of the guards, whom she managed to finish off with the pistol instead, she picked up a couple of Ingram SMGs’, moving on.
Nicole, meanwhile, had stormed the front gates, killing one guard who had remained on his post, picking up his pump-action shotgun, moving on into the mansion.
A few minutes later, as it appeared that they had killed off the last of the guards, the two rendezvoused as planned in the hall, exchanging a passionate kiss.
“Quickly! Franzone is probably in her library, preparing for the trial necessary to establish her control over the stones!” Nicole said as the ended their wet kiss.
“How do we know that she hasn’t begun it already?” Lara replied.
“We would have noticed, the trial is supposed to cause a bit of destruction.” Nicole answered, leading the way up the stairs.
They found their way to the library, but it was empty, no sign of Franzone.
“Damn! Where can she have gone!?” Nicole cursed, looking over at Lara.
“Wait a minute!” Lara responded, thinking fiercely to come up with a solution.
“The legend speaks of an altar being necessary for the ritual, right?”
“Yes.” Nicole answered.
“And where would a woman, fanatical in her search to control the stones, build her headquarters?”
“Liebe gott! She’s in the basement!”
The two set off back down the stairs, killing a left-over guard who tried to block their way, before kicking in the door to the cellar.
Moving down into the moist dimness of the cellar, they could clearly see light flickering from behind a door a few meters in front of them.
“Ready?” Lara whispered as they snuck up to the door. Nicole nodded her head, her face showing a grim determination.
Breathing in deep, Lara yanked the door-knob and stepped into the room, guns levelled.
It was a strange cellar alright, it’s architecture seeming pre-Aztec, with light being produced by flickering torches placed alongside the pillars placed in rows in front of the side-walls.
At the far end of the room there seemed to be some sort of portal, an oval-shaped stone construction in which energy seemed to be gathering.
The ritual was being summoned, but there was still time, but where was Franzone?
As an answer to her unspoken question, a loud roar was heard as a pale, voluptuous red-head, her skin shining from being greased in oil, darted out from behind the pillar on the far right, guns ablaze.
Dodging her first burst through jumping into cover, Lara to the right and Nicole to the left, landing behind a pillar each, the two returned fire, but Franzone had dove back into cover.
Charging up behind her set of pillars, guns ready, Lara could see a shape moving behind the last pillar, she fired of two long bursts at it.
Slapping into the heavy stone-pillar and wall, the bullets did not hit Franzone, who waited for Lara’s shooting to stop, then she stepped out into the open, aiming at Lara, whose guns clicked just at the wrong moment.
A evil grin spread across Franzone’s lips as she began to squeeze the trigger, but then a loud burst was heard, just before a load of buckshot hit her in the stomach, making her body spin round to face her attacker. Nicole fired a second round, hitting Franzone in the chest, and then a third one, hitting her right shoulder. Franzone collapsed the wall, blood running out of her mouth, her body shredded and bloody.
There was no time to rejoice over their victory however, as the energy in the circle gathered and shot out a blast of energy, opening some sort of portal.
Out of it stepped, to the two women’s great amazement, a huge creature.
Though he was man-like in shape, with a tanned complexion, it was clear that he was not a man: he seemed to fully lack all hair growth, stood at over seven feet tall, a full yard from shoulder to shoulder, arms at least six times as thick as Lara’s own, hands nearly as large as a ordinary human skull, enormously thick thighs, in between which hung a cock that would have made a stallion envious.
Not saying a mere word, the thing began to walk slowly towards the girls, who had begun to back up against the door.
“Fuck! We must fight it!” Nicole screamed and raised her gun.
“No! That won’t help! Just get out of here and head for town, I’ll deal with him!”
“But…you can’t! He’ll rip you apart!”
“Just go! Leave here and don't come back ” Lara screamed at Nicole, time running out as the giant moved closer, his mammoth cock beginning to swell.
She did as she was told, looking back in fear at the naked beast who had his eyes set on Lara, and then closed the door.
Lara looked at the monster, a wicked smile on her lips.
“So you wanna play? Just come here big boy, I’ll play with you…”